Song: Never Fade- Katelyn Tarver

I wake up hours later...yes hours. I'm in an unfamiliar room, lying on a bed. I jump up hurriedly, looking down, feeling for my clothes and thank god they are all still on. You have no idea how relived I am. However I still feel like crap, my head is throbbing and not just from being slapped; it's from whatever his friend put in my drink. Then I remember, oh my god is he still in here. Is this how I got in this bed. I ease my way out of the bed and I throw up no sooner than I see the small trash can on the side of the bed. How could I let myself get in the position again? I stand up and make my way towards the door peaking out to see if anyone is in the other room and since I don't see anyone I open the door the rest of the way and dash to the front door.

I jump when I hear his voice behind me. "You're awake..."

I turn to look at the so familiar voice. "I'm sorry I need to go...my parents are probably already out looking for me." I look around the room nervously to see if his friend is still there. My whole body trembles and I'm not sure if it's because of the shit he gave me or if I am really scared shitless inside.

I stand there with trembling legs as he gets up walks over towards me. "What the hell happened?" He asks while touching my cheek. I tried not to flinch but it's like my body is on autopilot still.

I push his hand out of the way and touch my cheek and it has heat in it, not to mention that it is super sore. A huge lump starts to form in my throat, as I hold back tears. "Your friend, he attacked me."

"Who...Chase....he said you freaked out and started hitting him."

I shake my head no frantically at the tears start to burn my eyes. "No! That is not what happened. Well yeah after he was trying to fill me up but he...he put something in my drink. I was waiting for you and all of a sudden I got light headed and really dizzy. He called me..."

The look in his face drastically changed to madness. "Chase...he did what?"

I take a deep breath, "He called me...baby girl...I...I...yes I lost it ok...I mean what the hell I didn't come here to be attacked by someone....I came here to surprise you." I cross my arms in front of me to shield me away from him, even though what I really wanted was for him to just hold me.

"I will kill that bastard." He starts pacing back and forth. "I'm going to kill him."

"You can later...you're here now, where the hell were you?"

"I'm sorry I had to wait for someone to come take my place." He sits down and pulls my hand for me to come sit beside him. "I can't believe he hit you. I can't believe he would even think it was ok to even look at you the wrong way. Fuck! How is your knee by the way?"

I shrug. I didn't even realize something was wrong with my knee but since he pointed it out I feel the pain now. I pull up my jeans and he has already bandaged it up. I look at him. "You cleaned it up."

"Of course...you were bleeding. I cleaned it and your arm." He reaches over and pulls my arm up to look at the damage. "You fell pretty hard down the steps. You sure you are alright? Are you hurting?"

"A little...I will be fine. Thanks for taking care of me."

"I'm sorry about Chase. He can be an ass when he wants to be. I never thought he would be like this though. He better be in the next state by now because when I see him he is going to get it."

He is so close to me and I can feel a kiss coming. He keeps inching closer and closer to me. I can't help but lick my lips in anticipation. He barely touches my lips when there is a loud knock on the door. We both jump from being startled by the banging.

I watch as he gets up and answers the door. When he opens it we are both shocked to see my dad standing there and by the expression on his face he is super pissed off.

I suddenly feel like a seven year old getting scolded by her daddy. "Get your stuff and let's go." He orders me while glaring at Zayden.

"Daddy how did you..."

He glares at me. "I said get your stuff and let's go I will not ask you again Coralie."

I stand up and grab my phone and my keys off the table. "Daddy it's not what you think?"

His hand comes up next to my face and moves my hair out of the way. He barely touches my bruised cheek. "Give me your keys...go down and wait for me...NOW!"

I jump and tears come faster than I thought they would. "Daddy..."

He doesn't have to say it again. the look alone scares the shit out of me. I've never seen him this pissed. OK once...the night Carter brought me home and they had read my journal. I look over at Zayden. I feel so bad. I just want to hold on to him. I wave bye and head out the door, handing my dad my keys. Except I don't make it all the way down the steps because I hear them talking.

"I told you to stay away from my daughter. Did you do that to her? You think it's alright to hit girls?"

"I didn't touch her. I swear I would never hurt her."

"Really...so she just happens to have a busted lip and a bruised cheek."

I reach up feeling my face again...Zayden would never hit me. However his friend seems to like to hit girls.

"You stay away from her...this will be your last warning."

I hear my dad coming so try to hurry down the stairs. I step down the wrong way and it feels like I ripped my knee back open. I scream out under my breath so neither one of them will hear me. I go all the way down to my car to wait.

When he walks over to me, he flashes the keys in the air. "I'm driving you home."

"What about your car?"

"You're mom can drive it back."

I look over and sure enough she is already behind the wheel waiting for us.

"Can I ride with her then?" I ask.

"No...get in the damn car; I not in the mood to ask again."

I get in but ignore him by looking out the window. It really doesn't matter what I have to say.

After about five minutes he takes a deep breath in frustration, "Coralie...I'm trying to trust you here. I am but you didn't answer the phone...hell we were worried about you."

I look down at my phone and I have several missed calls and text. "I'm sorry."

"You can't just be out wondering the streets doing god knows what. And to top it off...I wasn't expecting that."

I sigh, "Nothing happened."

"Really now...how did you get that." He reaches over to touch my chin. "Is he forcing you to do things?"

"No...and I fell."

He grunts, "Don't lie to me Coralie; I'm done with all the bullshit lying."

I throw my hands up in the air. "Ok fine...I went to his place but he wasn't home. There was a guy there claiming to be his friend and talked me into waiting for him inside. I tried to leave and he hit me. Not Zayden. Zayden would never hurt me."

"Why would he hit you...this guy?" He glances over at me and then back at the road.

"I don't know. He asked me if I wanted a drink. I said no but he got me a glass of Sprite anyway, or I thought it was just Sprite but he must have put something in it and I started to feel weird. I was really dizzy and by the time I realized what he had done it was too late. He hit me and I beat the shit out of him. I took off running and fell down the steps. Zayden got home and stopped me from driving the car and I don't know...ok ...I don't know I passed out. But I swear he did not do this. I'm sorry alright...it won't happen again."

"You're damn right it won't. I don't want you seeing him."

"But daddy...he didn't..."

"He's not good for you. Besides you need to get better first."

"How do you know? Daddy I love him; he helps me to get better."

"No! No you don't; you don't even know what love is?"

I don't know how to get him to understand how much I love him. "I love him...I so love him. You can't stop me from loving him."

"CORALIE! IT'S OVER!!!"

I have never been so upset in my life. Everything keeps replaying in my mind. When we stop for the red light I look over at him and he looks back at me. "How did you know where I was?"

"What...I just did?"

"No...you didn't...you tracked me down. How?" I pick up my phone and look at it. "You tracked the phone...the car...both...what the hell you have always known my every little move."

"Yes...we have a tracker on the phone and the car. It's for your own safety you never know what might happen."

Oh my....they have known all along. What the hell. He could have came over earlier but he didn't. It was like they wanted to see how long that I would stay out and when I didn't that is when they came. "You got to be fucking kidding me."

"Coralie...I will not tolerate the use of that language...watch it."

I want to tell him at this very moment...I'm not Coralie but I don't. No need into starting more shit. I let the hate build up inside of me...just waiting to explode.